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The Ungrateful Class: A Teacher's ExodusChapter 2 of 4 free

Chapter 2The Ungrateful Class: A Teacher's Exodus

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Two years of high-intensity work had severely damaged my cervical and lumbar spine. Every night, the pain was so bad I couldn't sleep.

My doctor strongly advised me to take a long leave of absence to rest.

But given that it was already their senior year, I was worried the students wouldn't adapt well to a new homeroom teacher.

So, I could only squeeze out time on the weekends to go to the hospital for conservative, non-invasive treatments.

As for resting, I figured I would at least wait until the students graduated.

Even if you beat me to death, I never would have imagined that the parents would report me over this.

I forced myself to be patient and replied: "Matthew's Mom, homeroom teachers are human too; getting sick is unavoidable. Moreover, I only go to the hospital during my private time on the weekends. It hasn't impacted my work with the class at all."

I didn't expect her next words to be even more speechless.

"Oh, please! Private time? What private time do you have? You are a teacher, a homeroom teacher. You should be on standby 24 hours a day!"

At that point, other parents started chiming in one after another to agree.

Chloe's Dad: "I agree with Matthew's Mom. If you're going to be a homeroom teacher, you need to have that level of commitment. If you can't do it, why are you even a homeroom teacher?"

Ethan's Dad: "Last semester, you took three consecutive days off to get married. I thought that was completely inappropriate at the time."

Noah's Mom: "We only agreed to let you be the homeroom teacher because of your seniority and experience. If we knew you were going to be this high-maintenance, we would have rather had a young teacher from the start!"

I couldn't help but argue back.

"Parents, I have developed some health issues, but I have never let that interfere with the class. These past two years, no matter how exhausting or grueling it got, I persevered for the sake of this class. If I really just wanted an easy life, I could have proactively resigned from my position as homeroom teacher."

But Matthew's Mom retorted: "Give it a rest! You make it sound so noble, but isn't it just for the money? Everyone knows homeroom teachers get paid more than regular teachers."